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"Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving...... Dare to ask the girl's name? ”

A distant voice came, and Ning Rong couldn't help but smile.

In the end, the students of the academy are different from those of the Guozijian Academy, and in the relaxed and free environment, the students of the academy gradually reveal their nature.

Shao Mu Ai, this is human nature, blindly suppressing will only create those who are dark in their hearts.

"What? Isn't it a sense of accomplishment? Xi Zhicai is already old, lying on the bed of Hu, and his eyes no longer live up to the wisdom and sharpness of decades ago.

"Big brother, the medicine I sent you......" Ning Rong looked at Xi Zhicai's old appearance, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Over the years, there have been fewer and fewer people who have been with him.

Mr. Dian Wei and Xu Chu, the two door gods, died soon after Cao Cao's death, and it is rumored that these two generals went to the underworld to follow the first emperor to fight the world, and the historian also deliberately added a stroke to the history books.

For this reason, Dianman and Xu Yi even visited the historian in person, which is a thing that makes the two Dianxu families famous for eternity, and any big gift is due.

It's just that the historian is a hard bone, and even threatens that if the two of them leave gold and silver, he will tear up the history books.

Helplessly, the two had to return home, but Xun Qing, who was a historian, was unanimously praised by Shilin, and even the emperor praised Xun You's successor.

And then ...... According to the Gan family, that Gan Ning tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and he didn't fall asleep until it was almost dawn, and his subordinates didn't dare to disturb his rest, but he didn't expect it

But that night was an eternal farewell. Cao Hong, a guy with a lot of money, was drunk to death, since seven years ago after the extermination of the water thieves, his military career has embarked on a strange road, Xu is the emperor felt that he did a good job of dealing with the water thief incident, so he appointed him to fight for the thieves in the Jiangnan states

The governor led the Zuo Wuwei Division to crusade against the bandits and floods.

And with him is the leader Wei Huangzhong, an old and strong general, who can't bear to wear his own flesh and blood in the peaceful years, and automatically and lightly exterminates the thieves in the northern towns.

Those five years were the most desperate days for thieves in the world, Huang Zhong and Cao Hong were like two mountain knives, combing the whole world back and forth several times, and all the bandits and bandits were arrested to build cities and roads.

Blind Xiahou's temper became more and more irritable in his later years, and this person who was also handsome back then has always regarded his blind eyes as a great shame.

In order to relieve the loneliness of the veteran, Cao Ang specially sent him to Tuntian, Chenliu County, which was the land of Cao Cao's dragon in the past, but now it is the experimental field of the Great Wei.

And Blind Xiahou was naturally sent to manage Tuntian because he had experience in Tuntian, and in Cao Ang's words, finding something to do could make him feel more comfortable.

"You haven't been out of the mountain for three years...... If Zilong is knowledgeable under the spring, he must not want to see you like this! ”

Xi Zhicai listened to Ning Rong's chatter, with a gentle look on his face, when the three brothers were pointing out the country, what he was best at was checking and filling in the gaps.

"Alas! Don't go out! ”

Ning Rong sighed when he heard this, and looked around at the Chonglin Maozhu, the quiet environment made him like it very much.

"The bamboo forest on the mountain behind the college was made by that kid Bai'er with a lot of effort, and he heard that I like bamboo, so he and the students of the civil engineering department of the college came up with this hydroponic method, so that these bamboos took root in the college!" "In the back...... It is the place where those old guys live, and Brother Zhao's wish is to return to Changshan, which is just a mound for him...... I've been taking care of this world for eighteen years, and it's the right thing about the emperor's entrustment, so let's see it next

Those juniors are ......"

Ning Rong made up his mind this time, he would continue to live in the bamboo forest on the mountain behind the academy, and he didn't want to go back to the current Ning family, it was more like an ancient tomb, quiet and without any sound.

"Bai'er, this kid has made military achievements, most of the Xianbei alien race was killed by him, I heard that those who survived were also driven to Beihai by him, and now the policy of the dynasty is to open up the desert, but I am afraid that the wool will not be enough for a long time......"

Xi Zhicai said with some schadenfreude, today's Great Wei is really at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, and its vast territory is comparable to that of the Han Wu Dynasty, but the most rare thing is that there is no noise in the world, and the whole world is controlled by the court.

If it is the most controllable ability, even if it is the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, he must be willing to bow down.

Spinning machine ......

Loom......

Railroad ...... made of steel

The bridge that runs through the north and south is even piled up by large military ships.

Although this method is very stupid, this is already a masterpiece in this era, and the Mo family, who is responsible for supervising the cross-river bridge, has also become another foundation of the academy.

"The Han people always want to plant something in the ground, this is the nature of our nation, this is also our excellent heritage, and the people who come into contact with the earth are the most down-to-earth people!"

Ning Rong seemed to remember something, and said with some emotion.

The Chinese civilization has stood in the long river of history in the midst of hard work.

"Hoo ......"

When Ning Rong came back to his senses again, he found that Xi Zhicai had fallen asleep groggily.

"Old man~"

Ning Rong sighed and said, and more than a dozen people jumped out of the bamboo forest, and they escorted Xi Zhicai back to the academy.

"Child, the ghost pawn is your grandfather's will, the old man is old, and he is useless, you have to take care of this empire for the old man!"

Ning Rong leaned over and slowly walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest, and the light and fluttering sound echoed in the wind.

"Master Hou's order, Zhang Hai obeys!" The young man said with a murderous look on his face, he was Zhang Hai's grandson, and he, like his father, had become the third generation of Zhang Hai since he became the leader of the ghost pawns.

"Go ahead! Go and tell Bai'er that his Dingyuan Marquis was sealed by the emperor, and the emperor is about to die, Rui'er still needs his assistance, and let him stay away from the court! ”

"By the way, I also told Ning Yuan that the Hidden Marquis Mansion asked him to give it to the old man's eldest grandson Ning Ruo, and in the future, the Hidden Marquis Mansion will have to be inherited by the eldest son, and the Hidden Marquis Mansion is not a glory but a family responsibility, as for himself...... Just let him come to the academy~"

Ning Rong is using his residual prestige to set rules for the Ning family.

"Yes!"

Zhang Hai bowed to the promise, and his crisp voice reminded Ning Rong of those years, when he fought side by side with the ghost pawns.

……

The breeze blew through the bamboo forest, Ning Rong opened his eyes again and looked at his small bamboo building, his clear eyes turning left and right.

Time flies so fast, he remembers that he only met Xi Zhicai yesterday, but today is the thirteenth year since Xi Zhicai's death.

The older people get, the more painful they are, and the things of the past will become clearer and clearer with time, which makes them think more and sleep less, and the loneliness of the lonely old is not something that ordinary people can understand.

"Father, the little emperor has sent someone to say hello...... Ning Yuan shouted outside the door tremblingly, since he completely left the court thirteen years ago, he was in charge of Ning Rong's food, clothing and daily life.

"Ahem...... Look at your body, you still have to exercise more! ”

Ning Rong glanced at Ning Yuan dissatisfied, his son didn't have his own spirit, which made him a little unhappy.

"Let the little emperor's people go back, tell him not to learn from his father, Cao Rui's kid is too strong, he has to do everything himself, Zhuge Liang is so tired, Zhou Budo that guy is not bad......" Ning Rong waved his hand at Ning Yuan and said, like this happens every five days, he has lived long enough, survived three generations of emperors, the little emperor can ascend the throne or his own words, but ...... In the face of the little emperor, it is also lucky

Sad, because Ningrong is a mountain to him.

"Where's Bo'er's boy?" Ning Rong turned around and was about to go back, but he suddenly remembered something and asked Ning Yuan.

“……”

Ning Yuan's face darkened when he heard this, and he didn't dare to look at his father.

"Say!"

Ning Rong's heart trembled, his withered hands clasped together, and asked in a deep voice.

"Poof!"

Ning Yuan fell to his knees with tears in his eyes.

"Father, second brother...... He went two days ago, and the son was afraid that his father would be sad......"

Ning Rong didn't hear the next words, he only knew that his son was dead.

"Do white-haired people send black-haired people......"

Ning Rong's clear eyes became cloudy, but his waist became more and more rickety.

"That's it! Heavenly reincarnation, who can not die......"

After being silent for a long time, Ning Rong waved his hand with some interest.

I am right, and I always love my young son more.

"What about Ninghe?"

Ning He is Ning Bai's eldest son and Ning Rong's second grandson, and motioned for Ning Rong to ask Ning Yuan this question.

"And he ...... He competed with Jie'er and Zhong'er for the title of Marquis of Dingyuan......"

When Ning Yuan said this, the whole person was already lying on the ground.

It's really embarrassing, Ning Rong, the ancestor of the Ning family, is not dead yet, and his third generation would have such a thing.

"Huh...... Hehe......"

Ning Yuan stared at Ning Yuan and smiled coldly for a long time.

"This is really not as good as the generation...... Tell the little emperor that the Marquis of Dingyuan belongs to Bai'er, and since he went, the Marquis of Dingyuan will let him take it away, as for those people...... Let them go to the Northern Desert, the Ning family can't afford to lose this person! ”

Ning Yuan said categorically, but he was a little sad at this moment.

People's minds change!

"You are their eldest uncle, for my father knows what you take care of, the Yinhou Mansion is the façade of the Ning family, could it be that if something happens to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, your face will be bright?

Don't forget, although the eldest son is not in power, he ...... I can't tolerate these erectors ruining the family style!

The tree of the sky is not trimmed and will never grow, you ...... Go ahead! ”

Ning Rong turned around silently, and two lines of tears flowed down.

"Yes, the boy understands!"

Ning Yuan slowly got up, his face showed an unprecedented solemnity, he knew that his compromise had disappointed his father.

Father is right, Changfang will not fight for power and profit, but he can't tolerate these vertical sons ruining the family style of the Ning family.

That's right!

In the future, the heir of the hermit marquis must be the eldest son, must go through the ups and downs of the Huan Sea, and finally must let go of power and return to the academy to do learning.

Ning Yuan, who had made up his mind, strode out, the three generations of the Ning family were already deep-rooted, and it was time to prune the branches and leaves.

"Alas!" Ning Rong sighed, and when he came to the bookcase, he took a piece of white and flawless white paper, and wrote down four big characters with a pen...... The Ning family's family motto!